When I thought about the theme this month, it sounded simple enough, but I was stumped. The truth is we don’t tell a lot of family stories over and over, and our daughter is still too young to ask about family events. But then I started thinking about things that I wish I knew from my own history, and one thing I’d love to know about is my birthday. My mother doesn’t recall too many details other than the fact that I was a breech baby and “the doctor wouldn’t even allow [her] to have an aspirin.” Rather than dwell on my mother’s hazy memory, I documented the day of my daughter’s birth. Someday I think she’ll want to know how she came into this world, and though it isn’t a story that I’ll sit down and reminisce about over Thanksgiving dinner, it is a day that I am thankful for and a day that I want her to know about.

The only complicated thing about this layout was to squeeze a monumental amount of journaling onto a relatively small space. I didn’t want to leave out any important details, so the size of the font got smaller and smaller as I kept typing. To keep it readable, I broke up the journaling into three columns. A single photo combined with the hand-colored “It’s a Girl!” tag complete the page.